"Battle boy, do you think you are invincible? Yes, I attracted you here because I wanted to kill you myself and get rid of a major disaster for my Song family."
Song Fang stood with a gun, unmoved, looking at the five or six people among the eighteen evil spirits who were chasing him in the distance, "I will kill these petty bugs in your house. I'll care about you again. Bar!"
"I don't know who killed who?" Li Yufan sneered. Both fists shook, and suddenly rushed into the air. He stopped at once, and plunged quickly, hitting Song Fang's head.
Song Fang didn't move, but just called out, "Song Zihua, be careful!"
Sure enough, halfway from Yu Fan's punch, he suddenly turned and attacked Song Zihua, a member of the Song family who rushed to hear the wind not far away.
Boom!
Facing the attack and killing of the open mountain and cracked stone fist, Song Zihua had no gun in his hand. Quickly drew out his saber. Reversely cut towards Li Yufan's double fists.
clang! Knife and fist collide. Song Zihua's saber was shocked by the sound of a metal weng humming unexpectedly. It can be seen that Li Yufan's body has been tyrannical to an unbelievable situation. It is comparable to a sword, but it can be broken.
Li Yufan’s invented method of breaking the mountain and cracking the stone is enough to break the mountain and crush the stone. What's more, the power of Gang Qi is added to it. How can Song Zihua be able to resist it because of Yijin three layers
With both fists around, it smashed Song Zihua's head. Red and white, blood plasma flying.
The few Song family members who were about to go forward after killing Song Zihua were suddenly frightened and powerless to step forward. Li Yufan closed his fists indifferently, and said in an unquestionable voice: "You go help other people, this old man, leave it to me to deal with."
While speaking, Li Yufan raised his fist and struck.
Song Fang held a gun and watched Li Yufan's fists. Suddenly, he shook his feet violently. The gun power shook, and there was a circle of phantoms of big guns. In the phantom, cold stars on the tip of the gun flickered, everywhere, I don't know which point is the exact tip of the gun.
"This is the Shura shooting technique that the Song family relies on to become famous." Li Yufan smiled coldly, but didn't dare to give it a big deal.
Suddenly, Li Yufan drew a soft sword from his waist, and his wrist shook. The soft sword suddenly became straight and strong. Li Yufan pulled Guanhong away from a distance and pierced it with a sword.
Jingle bells!
This sword happened to hit the shadow of the gun and plunged into the gun curtain. Li Yufan immediately felt that the sword body shook violently, swaying from side to side, and encountered huge impacts continuously. Li Yufan unexpectedly felt a little strenuous, unable to hold the sword.
"This old man Song Fang's marksmanship is so superb." Li Yufan knew that Song Fang's flying attack with his sword was instantly hit by Song Fang with a Shura spear, and he hit them again and again, hitting him dozens of times in a row. The power makes the sword sway from side to side. No matter how powerful the physical body is, it is difficult to control it!
Whoosh!
Song Fang moved his body and dodged the soft sword stabbed by Li Yufan casually, with a cold smile: "Li Yufan, taste this Asura endless shot!"
Between talking. He took another shot in the backhand, and it was in the middle of the blade of the Wind Sweeping Cloud Sword that had not stabilized. The gun shook an oval, and the tip of the gun was faster than lightning. A slap on the sword body, slammed it vigorously, and swayed left and right, it turned out to be like glue, sticking to the soft sword in Li Yufan's hand, causing the sword windmill to rotate on the tip of the gun. It's really a storm.
Li Yufan felt that his sword was violently rotating with the gun body, and no matter how he tried to pull the soft sword out, he was unloaded by the opponent's gun with force in the opposite direction. Can't rush out, can't pull out.
The soft sword is like a bird, caught in the hand by a super master, no matter how it flaps its wings, there is no way to escape.
"Sura endless is so terrifying?"
At this time, Li Yufan finally understood how terrifying the Shura marksmanship the Song family relied on to become famous. Originally, Li Yufan was good at fisting, but not good at using weapons. Moreover, the martial arts away from home have always been feminine, and his self-made fisting method of opening the mountain and cracking the stone, but taking the hard way. Therefore, Li Yufan was not too proficient in the Sword Technique of Away from Home, but when he saw Song Fang using a long spear, he felt uneasy, and he had to use the Sword Technique of Away from Home to become famous.
Even so, he was unwilling to change his moves, because he didn't believe that the swordsmanship of leaving home was not as good as the Shura marksmanship of the Song family
Facing such horrible marksmanship, Li Yufan's spirit immediately condensed. It drove the sword to a sudden swing, violently rebounding, shocking and vomiting, like a lion roaring at the bright moon in the sky and the earth. With a huge amount of power, he made the most fierce blow, and finally got rid of the restraint of spinning like a windmill with the tip of the gun and the blade.
"You really are at the first level of Yi Marrow, and your strength is really good."
Song Fang smiled coldly again. Seeing that the Storm Cloud Remnant Sword was about to fly again, he shot over again in a circle.
But at this moment, Xie Yuyan had already leaped over. She waved the Lingluo ribbon and turned into more than a dozen squares in the air, each with endless wind, and finally, these squares turned into A straight long line took the vital parts of Song Fang's body, and completely blocked all his escape routes.
"Fourth floor of Yi Jin dare to join in the fun?" Song Fang's eyes flashed and he turned around with a shot. Happiness. Ayara's ribbon was intercepted during the turn of the gun. Immediately afterwards, he turned around again with another shot. Stopped the assassination of Li Yufan's soft sword again!
A Shura gun was in Song Fang's hand. Like a dragon, changeable, psychic, and strong. Just let Li Yufan's Fengjuanyunyun swordsmanship and Xie Yuyan's Lingluo ribbon take no advantage.
But at this moment, on the street far away. The figure moved, and the reinforcements leaving home, led by Li Renyong, had already rushed over.
Song Fang also noticed this situation. Suddenly, there was a long howl, five consecutive shots were fired, and the soft sword in Li Yufan's hand was tumbling. Seizing this opportunity, the old man once again showed his fierce side. Instead of retreating, they moved forward, walking like a flying star, and directly met Xie Yuyan, who was rushing over.
A distance of a few hundred steps. He charged with a gun and ran faster than a horse. He just got to know Yuyan. It was another shot. He actually wanted to stabbing Jie Yuyan to death.
Xie Yuyan couldn't even scream, and the opponent's guns rushed in, and there were shadows everywhere, and they couldn't resist. In the midst of his busy schedule, Hattori Hanzo rolled Song Fang's spear head into the Ling Luo ribbon.
boom!
Xie Yuyan barely resisted the offensive this time, but her Lingluo ribbon was picked up by Song Fang's Shura gun with a big hole.
Song Fang's last shot unexpectedly passed through Xie Yuyan's Lingluo ribbon. This also caused Xie Yuyan's whole person to be almost picked up by Song Fang's Shura gun.
Xie Yuyan was in the air and couldn't help but let go of her hand subconsciously before she broke away from Song Fang's control. She was already sweating coldly.
Just as she was gasping for breath, Song Fang’s other shot quickly struck again. Watching Cheng Liang’s gun head gradually grow larger in her pupils, Jie Yuyan closed her eyes in amazement, knowing that she was in great trouble. Can't escape death.